The day I got drunk

I start this one with a Disclaimer: Drinking is injurious to health and that’s precisely the reason why I quit drinking...A college festival may be not the right time to get drunk as well especially with girls around...But, Yes I did it...Mama’s boy actually got spoilt that day...

It was the day of the college festival and few of we friends decided to have a look variant “Sur”, something that is not addictive and non-injurious...Indeed, it’s not but the ‘nashaaa’ that it causes picks up with time and you get high before you even realize...And to top it all I was having a deadly mixture of virgin mojito and sur with a lot of ice in it...A cocktail in the true sense and fireworks were bound to follow that day...

I was pretty normal I felt but came to know of what I did the next day from one Miss Shainavi Juvarker, my friend whom I regard as my own sister...The problem with me has been that I don’t have a real sister so she kind of makes up for this... However, I did some dances in the park where the event was held, skipped a few benches by jumping over it...My friends did indeed have a tough time controlling me...

Last but not the least, there was this one incident with a close friend(obviously I would not like to reveal her name for privacy reasons) whom I went on speaking to...I am pretty normal with her on most days, however I reportedly praised her a lot that day, starting from her hair, asking her all sorts of stupid questions...I was also interested in knowing more about her earrings, gosh...I was uncontrollable...I still respect her for maintaining her cool and answering me patiently because as they say, never provoke the drunk, you never know what they will do...

Though I did subside down in an hour or two and my friends informed me(Ki maine ladki chedd di in their words) of what I had actually done, I did feel bad about it and apologized to her, there and then...To top it all, she offered me her tiffin with grapes in it which did make me feel better...In all this while, there was a  case in which I asked my friend to get me an ice cream, he did get it and while returning back stopped to speak to a girl...I shouted on top of my voice, “That’s my ice cream, better not give it to her”...To this day, I curse you Shainavi...You could have easily prevented something like this from happening...I was your responsibility and you betrayed me Big Time...

Quote-Unquote:

A drunk driver is very dangerous. So is a drunk backseat driver if he's persuasive.

My First Dance Steps

Dancing is something that comes naturally to some people but it takes quite a herculean effort for people like me to come out of their shell and make an entry into the dancing world...May be I ll need special shoes to teach me the actual art of dancing...

But I did take some baby steps that day...An uneventful day which ended in a trip to the capital city as it always does...We were sitting outside a small temple drinking water from my brown colored bottle that a person randomly approaches us and says “Dha Rupiya???” and we outright reject him...Then we notice that there is an aunty staring at us from the balcony with suspected eyes...Why on earth would the aunty be bothered if we don’t give money to a street side person... It was only later that we realized that he was the society and asking us a question ”Daaru piya ???” It took some convincing to prove our innocence including asking him to drink the same stuff that we were drinking...And yes, it was indeed water, certified by the watchman eventually...

The night moved on and a visit to Miramar beach followed...There’s a stage outside it from which the CCD stands quite visible...It was a place where I had my first Live Show with my buddy Kapil aka MLA sahib...A normal dance followed by some violence with Kapil landing his dhai kilo kaa haath firmly on me...It is something when you are prepared for something that you can defend against an attack of this intensity but warnings are rare in today's world...May be it was a revenge for the sins that I had committed knowingly or unknowingly...

To this date, I accept that I am not a good dancer and I never will be cause “Pappu Can’t Dance Saala”...May be there will be a time when I actually will, may be in future but till then, I am happy the way I am...

Quote Unquote:

Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance

I, Me, Myself

Some of the things I have learnt during my first 23 years on this planet...

Parents

My parents have always had it harder than me. As a kid I always felt that money grows on trees and would be annoyed when I didn’t what I needed. However as time has passed, I have realized that they have done their best to get me where I am today. And my parents grew up without mobiles, internet and every other thing I take for granted nowadays...

Time

No matter how much money I make now, a few things will not return back to where they were whatever happens. If it was possible, I would have surely turned back the clock to my childhood where it was all so different and so much more fun. I can never go back and do things I did not care about at that time, the things that I should have done and some mistakes I should not have done. Seriously, I now realize that it is just about living the moment to make it count big time...

Friends

Money can’t buy you happiness but friends can...A Little thought on the question “What are some things people lose that they regret the most?”  The answer obviously is that as one gets older, one makes fewer friends and the innocence of the old friendships will cease to exist... I still would like to hold onto to the ones who seriously care and would always be there for me come what may...

Anger

A sincere apology from the bottom of my heart to all those people with whom I have had both physical and verbal fights over the years, It was never intentional... But the fighter in me does jump out at each available opportunity. May be that’s why I make more enemies then friends but I hope I don’t add more enemies to that evergreen and long list...

Acceptance

I accept that I am overweight and whatever I do won’t help me shed those extra kilos, not that I have not tried. I have failed a lot in this regard but I do realize that I am best the way I am and would love to stay this way...

Hobby

A few months down the line, I should pick a job for myself but I hope that the grind of the Corporate World does not take the life out of me and would surely like to continue this new hobby of writing that I have picked up...Whether I succeed or not only time will tell...

Perfection

I am not perfect and never will be. Things will be incomplete and there will be problems galore but how these are dealt with is what matters in the end... Failures will happen when there are too many things attempted. The biggest lesson learnt, “Learn to let go. If it comes back, its yours. If it does not, it was never meant to be yours”

Quote- Unquote:

You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. – Steve Jobs.

An Inspirational Story ~ Weakness or Strength

Sometimes our biggest weakness can become our biggest strength. Take, for example, the story of one 10-year-old boy who decided to study Judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.

The boy began lessons with an old Japanese Judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn’t understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move. “Sensei,” the boy finally said, “Shouldn’t I be learning more moves?” “This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you’ll ever need to know.” – the sensei replied.

Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training. Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.

This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened. “No,” the sensei insisted, “Let him continue.” Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.

On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind. “Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?”

“You won for two reasons,” the sensei answered. “First, you’ve almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to grap your left arm.” The boy’s biggest weakness had become his biggest strength. 

Moral : Sometimes our biggest weakness can become our biggest strength. ~ Get Inspired ~ Inspire others